The Reason I Owe You $11
After the church, I decided, kind of against Christian's advice, that maybe I should go to the mysterious party after all. (kind of related complaint: it is incredibly hard to buy beer in PA. You have to go to a beer distributor, and even then they won't let you buy less than 24 at a time. Whatever, I thought, I'd just have some to share. And get absolutely hammered besides.) So Christian drops me off there, at the Budd Building, somewhere in a bleak, industrial part of the city. I can't help but think I'm in the absolute wrong place.…